SMA // minjoon a.u [ON HOLD]

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔉𝔬𝔲𝔯

Jimin enjoyed his first day, it was interesting to him to research more on Namjoon's illness as the previous records divulged into how his 'disorders' made him lash out.

It wasn't his disorders, Jimin thought, it was his past.

Jimin hated the thought of people being so closed minded about the boy who was mentally scared by years of pain and torture he had to withstand at the hands of his abuses, how he was abused even after being institutionalised as he dug deeper into his computer file.

"Dr. Park, your patient is requesting a meeting." The security guard, as Jimin learnt to be named Bang Sihyuk (and is a black belt in taekwondo instead of getting actual security training like the rest of them).

"Okay, thank you Sihyuk-ssi." Jimin smiles as he stood, taking a notebook and pen with him as he followed the guard out the office.

"You know, Namjoon asked about you on the weekend as if you were here." Sihyuk announced. "I guess he thought he had you twenty-four seven."

"If only it worked that way." Jimin chuckles. "I don't even see how I have a patient when I'm only on an internship."

"You have promise kid." Sihyuk grins. "Namjoon is already here."

"Thank you, Sihyuk-ssi." Jimin bows, entering the meeting room as a warm smile graced his face. "What can I do for you Namjoon?"

"It happened again." He whispers as Jimin sat. "One fucking week and they're back to it."

"Namjoon, look at me." Jimin whispers as the boys remained facing his lap. "Namjoon, what happened?"

Namjoon looked up, a large gasp escaping Jimin's lips as he pressed the button that alerted Sihyuk and the other guard.

"What happened?!" Sihyuk roars as he enters rushed but stops when he sees a docile seen. "Dr Park."

"Can you get me one of the first aid kits please?" Jimin asks. "A-And can you pull the security cameras from the weekend near Namjoon's room?"

"What for?" The other guard spoke.

"Clearly this patient has been abused for no fucking reason!" Jimin yells as the two guard flinch. "What type of institution is being run here?!"

"Dr Park—"

"Go get the shit I asked for and put the tapes on my desk." Jimin orders as the two guards left as Jimin moved his chair. "Namjoon, look at—"

"Jimin please don't come closer." Namjoon begs. "Please I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't Namjoon." Jimin assures as he sat in his chair. "Just tell me what happened."

"I don't even know. All I did was ask where you were cause I had a nightmare and I wanted to talk to you t-then Sihyuk's buddy–"

"Here, Dr. Park." The other guard spoke as he entered with the first aid kit.

"Get out." Jimin growls at the guard, snatching the first aid kit and placed it on the table.

"Dr. Park–"

"You're a piece of dirt et out." Jimin spoke. "I'll be alerting Taemin once I find the tapes to show him." 

"You think he'd believe an intern over a three year employed security guard?" The guard tests as Jimin smirks.

"I think video evidence, as well as physical evidence is quite the amount don't you think?" Jimin mocks as the guard huffs, walking out and slamming the door, causing Namjoon to flinch

"Jimin, I-I, thank you." Namjoon whispers as Jimin opened the kit. 

"It's nothing Namjoon." Jimin assures with a smile as he grabs out a cotton bud and soaks it in antiseptic. "This might sting." 

Jimin taps the cotton bud on the split on Namjoon's eyebrow, the boy hissing as Jimin pulled it away.

"It's okay." Namjoon assures, letting Jimin finish cleaning it off as he put a strip of tape over the cleaned cut to hold it together so it'll heal.

"There, all better." Jimin smiles as he closes the kit, moving back to look at Namjoon. "Now, this nightmare?"

"It was nothing." Namjoon said, in attempts to avoid reliving it.

"Namjoon, please we need to decode this and work it out." Jimin explains. "Now tell me everything that happened."

"I was at home." Namjoon starts, looking down at his hands. "I was home and my parents were happy together, happy with me." Namjoon smiles faintly. "I went to bed seeming it was late at night, falling asleep until I woke up to the most unbelievable pain in the world." Namjoon sniffles. "My father was on top of me, my arms and legs chained to the bed as my mother filmed him raping me." 

"Namjoon–"

"After he was finished, my mother walked over, holding something behind her back before giving it to my father and as I saw what he was holding, he jammed the kitchen knife into my chest, not once but six times, and they both watched me bleed out and die." 

"Namjoon, has this ever happened in real life?" Jimin asks. "Or has this been attempted at all when you were younger?" 

"I think I was fourteen when it happened the first time." Namjoon answers. "Don't quote me on it." 

Jimin was scribbling notes down obliviously, his hole concentration on Namjoon. 

"Do you know how many times you were raped by your father?" Jimin asks, it physically making Namjoon cringe as he looks down.

"My father raped me twice a week for a year, so one hundred and four times, my mother, maybe ten times, she was more into physically abusing me more than anything, my uncle did it a few times as well." Namjoon answers. "It was fucked up."

"Was that all?" Jimin asks as Namjoon nods. "So what happened with the guard?" 

"I woke up from the nightmare, and I knocked on the door to speak to him and he seemed drunk? I don't know then he opened the door. I didn't even finish my sentence before he punched me." Namjoon explains.

"Did he say anything to you?" Jimin asks him.

"He said that you didn't actually care about me. And that you were just doing this to get paid." Namjoon answers. "He made me so, angry, but I didn't touch him then I'd lose my meeting privileges for a week." 

"I'm proud of you Namjoon, that's a really good step forward." Jimin smiles. "I should get those tapes ready."

"Thank you for seeing me Jimin. And thank you for cleaning this up." Namjoon spoke, pointing at his eyebrow as Jimin smiles. 

"It's never a problem Namjoon." Jimin smiles as he walks to the door knocking. "Sihyuk, take Namjoon back to his room." 

Jimin left to his office, sitting in front of his laptop as he plugged the USB stick in that Sihyuk got him, going through the tapes until he found the exact time.

"You're going down, Soomin." Jimin whispers, closing the laptop before twirling the USB around his finger.

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Word Count: 1141

A/N: Next chapter is gonna go back into Namjoon's past, maybe we'll go into the nightmare he had.

Last chapter was a little taste of 2Seok. Tell me what you would like to see of the two. And the same for Taekook. 

Namjoon and Hoseok will meet soon as well. 

Does anyone have any guesses where Yoongi may be?